Quoting Thy Great One Indeed

A poem of a friend, Of anyone's friend. And a lot of Boondock Saints...??

He quotes movies, laughing in between lines, as if he said it originally.

"And shepherds we shall be..."

You roll your eyes, and push him away, knowing what he says, means nothing.

"ROCCO!"

He always smiles, even if what he is saying isn't a smiling matter.

"We'll start the a*s-kissing with you!"

You laugh still, at times, when the mood fits. He is your best friend, after all.

"Well, Freud was right!" 

Even if he doesn't always get the lines correct, he's still your friend.

"In Nomine Patris,"

   "et Filii," You join in.

      "et Spiritus Sancti." You'll always join in.

Author's Note

Boondock Saints is all the quotes, and the poem was about my brother, who is the greatest imitator I've ever met. I love him.